The People Walking in Dungeons are surely not Normal

I walked tens of meters and didn't encounter any traps again, but I had to stop because the road forward diverged and became two.

One road goes straight through, the other turns to the right.

Which way should I go?

Holding my chin, I thought, and suddenly a flash of inspiration: why not imitate the running route that people often choose when they panic?

After a few steps back, I kept telling myself: Someone behind was chasing me and someone behind was chasing me...

However, I have been telling myself for a long time. The flustered and urgent feeling is that I can’t find it. Think about it, yes, although I have been chased and killed, I never seem to be flustered, and I often borrow Because of the terrain and his own advantages, he killed his opponents one by one, there is no such situation in panic.

As a result, imitating the method of hunting and killing ended in failure.

As a last resort, I had no choice but to continue the regular thinking mode.

Most people will unconsciously choose a turning road to avoid the opponent's chase when they are running away. In this case, it is unlikely that they will choose the straight road, so I will choose the right turn. Try the road.

Slowly lie down on the ground, stick out your head, and look up from the bottom up. I didn’t find any danger at the intersection of the right turn. Then I relaxed, stood up, patted the soil on my clothes, and moved on. Row.

Going forward along the road turning right, it didn't take long for the road to split again, one to the left and the other to the right.

If I remember correctly, the road to the left should be towards the end, and the road to the right should be towards the exit. If there is no problem in mind, most people will choose the exit direction so that they can leave the first. Thirteen floors.

I just walked a short distance to the right, and suddenly I stopped again. If this road is really an exit direction, those attackers who have already set up ambushes must have thought of this too. Judging from the situation at the time, they said They are not allowed to have their ambush in the direction of the entrance.

If this is the case, walking this path will definitely become dangerous, and some of those people should naturally think of this.

So, I turned around and moved on to the left.

As I walked slowly, suddenly, a demonized bat sprang out from the darkness, folded its wings, and rushed toward the back of my neck.

"The so-called saving a life is better than a seventh-level Buddha statue, but your grandma came out to make trouble for me and watch the sword!"

I drank it in a low voice, then slashed out the Matthew knife, a good wind sounded, and with a sigh, the knife light chopped the demonized bat that could not be avoided into two sections, and the demonized bat that was separated into two sections gave a chance to scream. None, it became a black mist.

After the black mist, nothing fell..

"I'll take a rub, do you want to be stingy" I cried without tears: "The first thing that fell was a copper coin, and then it became a silver coin. I thought it would be a gold coin next, but it turned back to a copper coin. Now Well, I don’t even drop the copper coins. I point the peat on my back, or the God of Creation is playing with me!"

Before I finished expressing my feelings, I heard a soft whistle, and the strong wind galloped and shot at my back!

A sense of danger spread all over the body instantly, with the strong wind, I didn't even look at it, turned around and drew the knife, just a cut!

Since becoming an adventurer, I have been playing Tachibana for at least four and a half years.. To be precise, it is a four-year-old film, and has experienced thousands of fatal crises, big and small. It is with these hardenings that I have Perception of danger and confidence in my own knife skills.

To be humble, even though it is still level six for the time being, I have the strength to single out adventurers above level eight. Even if I meet adventurers at level ten, I still have the power.

With my voice, I can be sure that what was shot at me was an arrow. Although I am not sure where the adventurer who attacked me is, I heard that the strength of the force should be below level six, because I have enough confidence. , Even if you are not serious, you can easily pick it up.

With a crisp sound, the slashing mate knife and the iron arrow slammed into it, and with a snap, the arrow lost its strength and fell to the ground. I glanced at the arrow that collided with the knife, at the arrow, It has been split into two parts, it should be just ordinary iron products.

Looking up, the direction the arrow came from was the direction I was going to explore.

Now that I was found, there was no need to hide too much. With a cold snort, I strode forward without evasiveness.

Just as I walked, I was still looking at the ground, watching for traces of traps.

It was less than five steps forward, and another arrow came, and this time, it was running through my throat.

Without trembling my eyelids, I swung the sword and smashed the arrows down again.

The archer hiding in the dark obviously didn't expect that I could dissolve these two arrows so easily. After a long pause, the third arrow was shot.

The power of this third arrow is obviously different from the first two arrows.

On the head of the roaring arrow, there is a light blue light wrapped in it. This is the special effect attack of the archer. Blue represents the element of wind, and the special effect of the element of wind is speed.

The arrow, rubbing against the sultry air at several times the speed before, shot at me again.

However, even the arrows with special effects of wind elements can still be seen clearly in my eyes.

When I lifted the knife and fell, the arrow was once again split into two pieces by me. When there were two clangs, it fell weakly to the ground. On it, the light blue shimmer also shattered with the arrow’s fragmentation. The smoke disappeared.

Next, there was a series of four or five arrows fired in a row, but there was no way to stop me from moving forward. The Matthew sword was swung again and again, and they fell to the ground one by one.

As the number of times I slashed arrows increased, I had almost advanced nearly a hundred meters, and in a vague way, I could even hear a slight bowstring trembling.

It seems that the archer and I are not far apart.

As the saying goes, come and go without being indecent, you shoot me so many arrows, and watch how I hacked you when I got close for a while.

The bowstring sound changed from faintly audible at first to looming, and then gradually became clear and audible. At this time, I was able to see the tens of meters away, which was hidden in the dark, bending from The archer whose bow was aimed at me.

Beside the archer, I also saw two other people: one holding a long spear in his hand, already pulled out and ready for battle; while the other, holding a staff in his hand, was muttering In the words, a light blue light was slowly converging, turning into an arrow, floating above the staff.

The arrow is pointing to me.

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